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Folklore Noir

by The Maggoty Brats

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1.
When they stood up and defeated the Monarchs and the Church, the Brothers of the Rose, they should have known that Lions won’t be beaten with high hopes from a gentle heart. Witness the rise of a Brave New World. When they say love – love is God and God is War. A family house with bodies on the floor. And they say hate to entertain the human race so their Genocide would be justified on any given day. Until the blood from the evergrowing Wound disappears from the hands of the Madmen, they will crave the flesh so smooth by the moonlight. The Liars will get away again and again. Is it the Second Coming of the Lord or the Seven Wonders of the World that made you think that it was yours – the Planet, everything around, you are selling at the speed of sound. And before you know it, it’s all gone. When they say love – love is God and God is War. A family house with bodies on the floor. And they say hate to entertain the human race so their Genocide would be justified on any given day. Until the blood from the evergrowing Wound disappears from the hands of the Madmen, they will crave the flesh so smooth by the moonlight. The Liars will get away again and again. You couldn’t get much lower, Devil on your shoulder, there is Hell all over and do you think it’s sane, the Lovers of the Grave ? There is Hell all over, Devil on your shoulder, destroyers of the Brave, Masters of the game.
2.
He has been around and all the way back, to the country boarders in his Cadillac, with a big sport bag that I know for a fact. He had a dirty suit and a golden watch, Greasy hair all long and black and an attitude that couldn’t meet no match. He’s stone cold, bad to the bone. He’s a motorised ghost rider and he don’t bother for his peers no more. He’s a rude chap, a cruel mack. Who would hit and run like that ? God have mercy on his heart of stone. Blazing thunder howling through the night. Going further on the other side. Running over everything in sight so, please just don’t step into the light. He will never have peace of mind until there’s no one left for an homicide. You don’t want him going to your town soon. So if you hear that motor screaming, get running if you know what I mean. You might end up in his big sport bag too. He’s stone cold, bad to the bone. He’s a motorised ghost rider and he don’t bother for his peers no more. He’s a rude chap, a cruel mack. Who would hit and run like that ? God have mercy on his heart of stone. Blazing thunder howling through the night. Going further on the other side. Running over everything in sight so, please just don’t step into the light. Going further, running over, Going further, running over, Going further, running over you.
3.
The men with the big scars are feeding the dogs. The boy with the guitar is sipping on a mug. Call them up for the deer hunt, they won’t go alone. You said you brought the Rum but there was nobody home. She’s dancing on hard concrete. At night there’s a lovely woman on the roof keeping inside the things she been through. You keep saying, you’re going to make a move. But she’s the daughter of the devil and she’s all bad news. She’s dancing on hard concrete. Calm down kid, listen you don’t move, you’re not the one she’s going to choose. you can cry all you want, she don’t mind. Better get used to it over time. she’s dancing on hard concrete. Now, run and hide like the wounded deer the men with the big scars are hunting down. Believe me kid, the sooner the better. Picture this, she’s a big girl now. She’s dancing on hard concrete. Sur son corps le sang coule comme sur la porcelaine, dans un salon d’opium où elle s’ouvrit les veines. Si la mort est une sainte, la vie est une salope. Tu apportas le Rhum, elle était déjà morte. Elle danse sur du béton.
4.
I have been afraid of losing, I have been afraid of trying. But I tried all I could and I couldn’t get a dime. Not a dime for the sick of mind, not a dime for the blistered souls. Not a dime for everytime we had to do what we were told. Not a dime for… Swearing upon all mortals the vows you have made, on a desconstructed history of a thousand mistakes. There’s a man in the river and all the neighborhood is blind. When he drowned, after a while, it wasn’t worth a dime. Not a dime for… Well it sure sounded like a prayer but it felt like a game. And again, all we prayed for is wealth and fame. I heard they caught a man cheating and all your Heros got the blame. And nothing ends a game like a bullet in the brain. Not a dime for… Not a friend, not a trial, not a break within a mile. Having another state of mind was never a good reason to die. Not a chance for a change, sickly hallowed be your name. The throne that you sit on is nothing but a shame. Not a dime for…
5.
The children of misfortune, the tortured and the unholy fed were playing a game summoning the Angels of Death. They spilled wine over oil over corn on the t.v. set. And they whispered the names of well known undead vets. The All-seeing kids, they turned the t.v. on. They had to pray for the things they have done. A salvation remotely controlled. So you will never be alone. Elvis in Wonderland The better the man, the bitter his feelings are. Like any Sunday, he’s reading the Bible on his VCR. He is having Wine with the arrogants and Bread with the barely sane. He is wearing black on any sunny day and white only when it rains. He took the kids home and they had a party there. He gave them presents and kisses on their hands. And through the cellar door he pushed them down the stairs. Then he shot them at point blank. Elvis in Wonderland
6.
Your new Diet is a feast, afore the coming of the Beast. With Calaveras, tequilla and borrachos. And without any rest, a pack of loonies took the west. Waking up the dead, and burying down the damned. As the moonlight was haunting the insomniacs, the traitors they gathered in a pack. All the men they started acting like wolves. The righteous they wrote the Code, the recrutes urinated on the soil, they gave a land to a king who is wearing a crown of foil. The pilgrims, they came by the thousands to hear the thoughts and the prayers of the Madmen. They walked for days and months and some of them never came back. Within a single length of a thrill, they built a temple atop of the hill. And now the Future is sealed and their destiny is fulfilled.
7.
When I was just a little boy I had a disposition to subordination like a call to arm all across the nation through airwaves and cabled television They have stoned you. God promotes you. Got to do what’s right for your country. The resistance is at the gates and they gave the guards a better wage. All the sovereign people, they danced in joy until the emperor he bombed it all They have stoned you. God promotes you. Got to do what’s right for your country. This world’s elite, the Leviathan and all the weapon dealers secret gang will sell all the opium from Afghanistan until they get a taste of Iran. They have stoned you. God promotes you. Got to do what’s right don’t you know it is wrong to run away. They will find you. And when they do you better pray Someone new.
8.
Midnight IOA 02:49
Have you ever felt anything for a stranger that took a look inside your head through your eyes and stayed there forever ? What about leaving town at night with your eyes closed down to a place you never ever been before. You hear the thunder calling and you wake up at the door. You’re just another fool, a victim of love. Midnight IOA. Hear the voices in the alley ? They are lying to you. They lie about how rituals and all of this will never be coming true. It would if you knew how to. Just like the insects in the attics of your acestors’ houses in the darkness you are crawling, laying down broken hearted, cursing the one who put a spell on you. Just another fool, a victim of love. Midnight IOA.
9.
Matilda 02:56
She dresses like Madonna, Matilda, she’s a hooker down the street. And in her arms it is colder than anywhere you ever going to be. She got dope burning in both hands. She got thorned bushes around her bed. Ten thousand black clouds in her brain. They drove her insane. She got kicked out because she couldn’t pay the rent and her folks are from a foreign region. Sick and dying in the pouring rain. Poor Matilda.
10.
Listen punk if you’re bad to the bone, the black market is the place to go. That’s where the crooks they get along, That’s where the pirates get their gun. Like there’s a place just a mile from here, you’re going to get a pistol with a six pack of beer. All the kids there love to run, but they never run for fun. You’ll get twice for the price of one. If you go to heaven, leave your guns at home, Bill. You got twice but you’re already done. There’s a big operation dope. Every cop is looking for the next Capone so the Feds can take the drugs then test them on the poor. And if you can’t tell right from wrong, go out and get yourself the atom bomb. Threat all countries around or recreate the Big Bang. You’ll get twice for the price of one. If you go to heaven, leave your guns at home, Bill. You got twice but you’re already done.
11.
Broken 02:26
So you lack alot of respect? Go ride a bull or write a book. Change the world as you wish now, on your own. So you kinda feel rejected ? Take them all or pack it up. When everyday is regreted, and everynight you wish you never would come back… to the life you’re leaving in your sleep where dreams get broken. Keep on acting like that and you’ll end up like them. Just do as you’re told. Well you tell your friends that you have changed but inside you are the same – like a kid on the run - and not a smile in the world would take you home. There is no one else to take the blame, yeah I know it’s a shame. You never felt so alone. Like the rest of the world is on your back.
12.
Anarcoholism 04:05
We flew the night like canonballs over the crowd and through the walls. No remorses, some bruises but no memories at all. I’ve got something different, it cannot be named but I mean, if you can take it, go and have a drink, do you think you can go on like this for a week ? What I need all the time to light my mind is bad for me. And I feel all alive but I’m slowly dying. It works for me. I’ve seen weird things in funny jars and the miracles of every bars. A demonstration, an inspiration, a celebration and I feel alright ! …but I called the doctor, and he spent an hour lying about my condition, he said : -do just as you wish, but do you think you will ever quit ? But what I need all the time to light my mind is bad for me. And I feel all alive but I’m slowly dying. It works for me.
13.
On the road to the cemetary bushes were lit on fire then out of the dark came a stranger, then another one. The first one was all big and strong, the second one, tall and thin. One was dressed in a pitch black suit, the other one in green. At first they stood on their steady feet, a star above their heads, but when they knocked that bottle all morals were left for dead. They had herb and fruit flavored alcohol and pistols in their hands. Although they never meant no harm, a young man bled to death. The pipers and the dancers were staring at the night, waiting for an angel to fall down from the sky. The children of the syphilis, they prayed in the rain, and wished upon a shooting star to take away the pain. From the feathers of the phœnix to the flames of the Hades. From the beam out of the lighthouse to a dark shift of ages. There was a chimp holding an accordeon that I saw one day, all covered in chains and leather bands but oh boy, he could play.

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released January 6, 2015

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"Wake your ass up, work your day through and drink your night away~~~ And believe me friend, there is no worst pain~~~ than staring through the pub window, one brand new day.~~~"

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